soundtrack: long live - taylor swift
near wild heaven 2.0 - quinn dupre

okay, so this is it. my last quinn set. you guys, i'm like crying thinking of never writing for her again. it'll be up later tonight, i'm going to be so depressed. i thought 'long live' by taylor swift fit perfectly with quinn's final story. the lyrics and a link to the video are below. i just want to let you know how much i love you guys, and how much i've enjoyed writing for quinn. she's grown so much as a character and you've all been so supportive of her journey. even though it'll be hard to say goodbye to quinn, i'm excited to write as her children in nwh: the next generation. i hope you've enjoyed reading as much as i've loved writing for my beloved quinn. lots of love, abbey and quinn. <333

six months later 
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The city of Jerusalem was bustling, it's warm sun shining down on the thousands of people moving throughout the small marketplace that I'd spent most of time at since I'd arrived a few weeks ago. 

Since arriving, I'd gone everywhere. I easily fell back into my old habits of traveling, as if I'd never left Europe. 

"Thank you," I handed the cashier the money for my coffee and squeezed through the throng of people to the small exit. 

Stepping unto the patio, the warm air swirled around my skirt, causing my hair to flutter around my shoulders. 

A young man typing furiously on his laptop looked up, and gave me a smile. Blushing, I nodded in his direction, returning his smile. 

My fingers nimbly twisted my hair into a french braid, I hoped it would help me cool off. Today is was predicted to be 104 degrees. 

Gravel crunched under my sandals as I weaved in and out of the different stands, admiring all the different things for sale. 

A pair of shoes caught my eye, a few stands over. Making my way toward them, I noticed the bazaar owner looking at me, making me feel uncomfortable. 

It took some adjusting too, getting stared at while traveling. Most of the time it wasn't personal, however I could never quite shake the creepy feeling about it. 

"Hello," I greeted him, examining the shoes. They were made of brown leather, intricate braids creating straps across each shoe. Frowning, I noticed they were a few sizes too big. 

"Excuse me," I spoke, getting the man's attention. His eyes gleamed, his mouth set in a strange smirk. 

"Do you have these in a seven?" I asked him, motioning to the shoes on the table. 

Nodding, he motioned for me to follow him. "Yes, come back to my van and you can try them on," he glanced around. 

Biting my lip I shrugged, moving to follow him when someone yelled something in a language I couldn't understand. 

The man from the coffee shop was suddenly between me and the owner, his voice sharp as the snapped at the man behind the counter. 

"Come with me," he spoke, his english impeccable. Reaching for my elbow, he led me away from the bazaars, back to the coffee shop. 

It didn't take long for me to figure out what had almost happened, and what he's saved me from. 

"Thank you," I was breathless. 

"It was nothing," he smiled.

"Quinn," I extended my hand. 

"Ezra," he took my hand, and kissed it. 

two years later
- - - - - - - - - - - -

"Yes, yes, yes," tears filled my eyes as Ezra pulled me into his arms, being careful of my swollen stomach. 

His steady hands slipped the engagement ring passed down for generations onto my finger, it fit perfectly. 

"It's beautiful," I breathed. It truly was, simple yet absolutely perfect. Gold bands were intertwined like vines, a small sparkling diamond nestled in the middle like a precious flower. 

"You're beautiful," Erza whispered in my ear, pulling me into his lap. His hands rested on my stomach, which was fairly small for me being almost five months pregnant. 

I smiled, holding his hands tightly. 

"I can't wait to call Mel, she's going to flip," I reached for the phone the was sitting on the coffee table. 

Ezra bit his lip, looking guilty. He coughed, looking away. 

"What did you do?" I kneeled in front of him, my eyes narrowed. 

"Mel uh, well she may already know about the engagement," he mumbled, avoiding eye contact. 

"Ezzzrraaa," I whined, feigning a pout. 

"Hey, I wanted to make sure this whole evening was perfect. She approved everything to make sure your engagement would be as special as you," his voice was soft. 

Tears welled in my eyes, partly from my pregnancy hormones but mostly from his sweet words and how hard he'd worked to make everything perfect. 

"Well, I suppose she'll need to know that I said yes, in case she had any doubts," I winked. 

Ezra rolled his eyes, and threw me an international calling card from the desk drawer. 

Within minutes, I was connected to America. 

"Hello?" a groggy voice answered, it was obvious it was still pretty early in the morning in Tree Hill. 

"I'M GETTING MARRIED," I yelled into the phone, never being more excited to say those words in my life. 

two and a half years later
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"I think I'm going to be sick," I groaned, my head resting in my lap. 

"Not in that dress you won't," Mel warned me, passing me a washcloth for my head. 

I'd always remembered having stage fright, but this was ridiculous. I was absolutely paralyzed with fear, my legs wouldn't move. 

In ten minutes I was expected to be walking down that aisle, and I hadn't been able to move for the last hour. 

"I can't do this, I can't do this. We'll just get married at the court house, it'll be fine. No mess, no fuss," I convinced myself, already feeling calmer. 

Mel rolled her eyes, and handed her bouquet to Scarlett, my flower girl. Although she was almost nine, and probably a little old to be a flower girl, I didn't care. She was my 'niece' and I couldn't have my wedding without her.

"Get up. Seriously, get up," Mel pulled me into a standing position, her game face one. 

"Look at yourself, look at how absolutely stunning you look," I blinked, surprised at the woman staring back at me. 

"Ezra deserves to see you like this. Come on, you guys flew all the way from Jerusalem to have this wedding. All of your friends are waiting for you to come celebrate the happiest day of your life," Mel encouraged me, moving us towards the door. 

"You can do this Auntie Q," Scarlett squeezed my hand, smiling wide. 

Nodding, I moved out towards the deck, the wind echoing through the trees. 

We'd decided on a small outdoor wedding held at my mother's home right outside of Tree Hill. I gasped, taking in all the decorations. 

Levi, our two year old son came toddling up to me. "Mama," he cooed. 

Lifting him into my arms, I positioned him on one hip, avoiding my barley visible baby bump. "You're the most adorable rung bearer ever," I kissed both his cheeks before setting him down. 

"C'mmon Levi, it's our turn," Scarlett took his pudgy hand and together they walked down the short aisle. 
 
Next Scarlett linked arms with Ezra's brother, Adam and they followed after the children. 

"You look beautiful darling," my mother sniffled, reaching for my hand. "I wish your father was alive to see this," she wiped a tear from my eye. 

"Let's do this," I giggled, and together we walked down the aisle. 

My eyes flitted around until they found Ezra, his dark eyes locking with mine. Suddenly there was nothing else in the world but his beautiful face. 

I hardly noticed when my mother placed my hand in his and gave me a kiss on my cheek before taking her seat. 

The ceremony was simple and short, neither of us one for huge traditional weddings. We exchanged vows, tears filling my eyes. 

"I know pronounce you man and wife, you may now break the glass," Ezra smiled at me and reached for my hand. 

Stomping on the bag by his feet, the sound of glass shattering was muffled by the cheers of "Mazel Tov," from the audience. 

"I love you," I whispered into Ezra's ear. 

"A thousand times over," he whispered in mine. 

ten months later
- - - - - - - - - - - - -

Rolling over, my eyes opened as I realized Ezra was no longer asleep next to me. 

Rubbing my bleary eyes, I sighed, glancing at the clock flashing 3:30 A.M. 

Wincing as the cool hardwood floor made contact with my feet, I padded down the hall to the nursery, hoping to find my missing husband. 

To my surprise, the room was dark except for the small nightlight that was plugged in next to Levi's bed. 

A bed that was empty. 

My eyes traveled over to Ezra, who was standing about Maia's crib, not making a sound. 

Shuffling over to him, he encircled me into his arms and pointed into the crib. 

Sometime within the night Levi had gotten out of his bed and climbed into his sister Maia's crib. 

Together we watched in awe as our two beautiful children slept peacefully next to each other. 

Fingers entwined with Ezra's, I sleepily rested my head on his chest. 

"I love you," he murmured into my ear. 

I responded as one of us always did,

"A thousand times over."

The End. 

okay, i'm officially sobbing. comment what you thought. <333





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WwsSvU2oNrg

"Long Live"

I said remember this moment, in the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in the stands went wild
We were the Kings and the Queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history book page
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age

Long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders
One day, we will be remembered

I said remember this feeling
I passed the pictures around
Of all the years that we stood there
On the side-lines wishing for right now
We are the Kings and the Queens
You traded your baseball cap for a crown
When they gave us our trophies
And we held them up for our town
And the cynics were outraged
Screaming "this is absurd"
Cause for a moment a band of thieves
In ripped up jeans got to rule the world

Long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders
I'm not afraid
Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I was screaming long live that look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders
One day, we will be remembered

Hold on to spinning around
Confetti falls to the ground
May these memories break our fall

Will you take a moment, promise me this
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children some day
When they point to the pictures
Please tell them my name
Tell them how the crowds went wild
Tell them how I hope they shine

Long live the walls we crashed through
I had the time of my life, with you
Long, long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders
I'm not afraid
Singing, long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
And long, long live that look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders
One day, we will be remembered


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